Showing posts with label Glenn Gould. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Glenn Gould. Show all posts

Tuesday, 15 May 2012

Saturday, 12 May 2012





I've put on Bach

uprooted I am /
horrifically god-lost, the cloud with
a rose-mouth, ice-clump-shaped my heart what
for heaven's sake has happened to me / lonely
the frond of the palm I'd like on
my grave etc., alas this stigma these
May these June days how heart-rending, dew-fall
and frenzy a thousand times sorrow
dissolve in tears / no one
gives me their hand no eye consolingly
passes into my soul / buried
alive in my warm blood : ditched dissolute distraught damned done-in
deadly the daybreak and late evening / torn out
I've torn myself out of
human society .. see
Glenn Gould squatting crooked humming furious
howling and hotting - (and we have
crying 1 light-ray and 1 poison)


- Friederike Mayröcker

Picture: "Friederike Mayröcker, Wien" by Joseph Gallus Rittenberg